North District Airport.
The sky gradually darkened, and a cold wind blew, bringing a hint of coolness. Looking up, a few stars were shining in the night sky, dotted in the incomparably dark sky.
On the first day of autumn, kill a few enemies to stretch your muscles!
Carrying a big knife on his back, Qiao Yuan came to a street outside the airport and sat on a chair, waiting quietly.
It's only eight o'clock in the evening, but the surroundings are still quite lively, with many passers-by stopping in front of the various cart vendors.
Everyone looked at their watches and stared towards the airport exit.
Obviously waiting for someone!
It's still early, and according to the security bureau's intelligence, the flight won't land for another half an hour.
…
After sitting for a long time, Qiao Yuan opened his eyes and looked at the watermelon stall beside him.
I’m thirsty, eat some melon first!
Compared to other stalls with only a few customers, this watermelon stall seemed much quieter.
"Boss, why are you still setting up a stall here so late?"
Qiao Yuandong patted around, selected the watermelon, and asked to check it on the spot.
The owner of the stall was an elderly man, who was bending over to look for a machete.
"My son just got married, and the betrothal gifts have already drained our family savings. Since I have nothing to do anyway, I might as well set up a stall to ease the burden."
How pitiful are the parents in the world!
Qiao Yuan sighed.
"Strange, where is my watermelon knife?"
The old man kept searching but couldn't find it.
"Use mine!"
Qiao Yuan took out his big knife.
The old man was obviously shocked by the big knife.
"Young man, why are you carrying such a long knife in the middle of the night? Are you a bad guy? I don't have any money..." the old man said tremblingly.
Qiao Yuan smiled.
"Uncle, do I look like a bad guy to you?"
The old man hesitated.
"It's hard to say. There are so many bad people these days who are beasts in human form. When I was setting up a stall before, a group of young people came up to me and asked if the melons were ripe. I was confused. Why would I sell melons if they weren't ripe?"
After saying that, he finally took Qiao Yuan's big knife and started cutting the melon.
…
He is very skilled with the knife and is obviously an expert at cutting watermelons!
"Look, it's cooked!"
The old man wore gloves and had a confident look on his face.
"Uncle, you're right. These days, you really can't tell good from bad by appearance. Someone with an innocent and kind face like mine isn't necessarily a good person. But as the TV shows also say, generally, old men with kind faces are evil at heart!"
uncle:"……"
"Uncle, since you've worked so hard, I'll treat you to some melon!" Qiao Yuan said with a smile.
"No, no!" the old man refused with a smile.
"Don't refuse. I see your melon is quite juicy. It looks delicious!"
"Do you want me to buy you another bottle of water?"
"I, Qiao Yuan, have always respected the elderly and loved the young!"
…
Next to the stall, the old man kept declining.
"Master, you don't dare to eat this melon. Is it poisoned?"
"Young man, don't talk nonsense. I have been selling things here for so many years. If I do such a heartless thing, I will die a horrible death!" The old man immediately retorted seriously.
"Did you say that?" Qiao Yuan's eyes lit up.
uncle:"……"
Qiao Yuan picked up the split melon!
The bright red flesh looks very thirst-quenching!
I have to say, it’s really a good melon, very juicy.
Bang~
A melon hit the stall owner directly in the face.
…
"Hey, hey, hey, young man, what are you doing!"
Several people passing by immediately surrounded him and angrily scolded Qiao Yuan.
"You are so young, yet you have such a vicious heart. Don't you have any elderly people in your family?"
"It's simply a disgrace to my Luyang City!"
"Nine years of compulsory education were wasted!"
"You are unworthy of being my son!"
“…”
More and more people joined the team to attack Qiao Yuan.
Gradually... more and more people gathered around, the accusations became louder and louder, everyone had exaggerated expressions, and pointed angrily at Qiao Yuan.
A look of deep hatred!
However, Qiao Yuan still looked calm and composed, eating the melon in an orderly manner.
Look forward.
At this time, the old man who was hit in the face by Qiao Yuan with a watermelon raised his head. He was not injured by the watermelon, but his face became extremely strange.
skin!
His skin!
The skin wetted by watermelon juice actually looks like oil paper.
"How did you find me?" the stall owner asked coldly.
"The watermelon seller doesn't carry a knife. Do you think I'm blind?" Qiao Yuan said, ignoring the duties of the people around him.
Of course, this is not the case.
To discover abnormalities, you need keen observation and a strong brain.
First, because a fight would take place tonight, the Security Bureau had already issued an order to clear the area.
Second, these passers-by did not eat anything from beginning to end, as if they were hiding something.
Third, even though he was handsome, he wouldn't let them look at him all the time.
“…”
In addition to his keen observation skills and strong brain, Qiao Yuan also used his mental power slightly to detect, and this special paper man emerged.
I can see it clearly!
It seems that Yang Tao has made preparations for his arrival in advance.
However, Qiao Yuan didn't take these trash seriously.
"Let me think about it. Your purpose of not bringing a knife is to steal my knife? It seems that Yang Tao knows a lot about me behind my back." Qiao Yuan said with a smile.
"Calculating the time, Yang Tao will be here soon, so I won't play with you bastards anymore!"
Qiao Yuan looked at the hideous passers-by around him.
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